My Wife's Secret Lover

I never would have suspected that my new wife was cheating on me. We had a great sex life, and she was more than happy to indulge my kinkier side in the bedroom. So when I accidentally discovered that she was in our marital bed with someone else, I was shocked… But what I found more shocking was who she was having sex WITH! More

I never would have suspected that my new wife was cheating on me. We had a great sex life, and she was more than happy to indulge my kinkier side in the bedroom. So when I accidentally discovered that she was in our marital bed with someone else, I was shocked… But what I found more shocking was who she was having sex WITH!

Warning: This 4,300-word short story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity between a man, his wife, and a surprise guest, and is intended for mature audiences only.

Excerpt:

When I got to my bedroom, I realized that the voices were of two women, and the noises… Well, they weren’t exactly the kinds of noises that I associated with burglary. The door was halfway open, and as I came closer, the bed came into my view… As well as what was on it.

Lying back on the bed, still wearing her school uniform, was Tracey. My wife Melanie had her hands up under Tracey’s short uniform skirt, and was sliding a pair of lace panties over the younger girl’s hips and down her legs.

My mind was having a hard time comprehending this. What was going on? Tracey had her hand on her pussy, and at first I thought she was covering herself up. But then I heard her giggle, and noticed the movement of her hand, and realized that she was masturbating.

Melanie was wearing the similar outfit that she had bought, the same outfit that I had fucked her in not twelve hours ago. What was going on?

Tracey’s dark brown hair went just to her shoulders and framed a face that, at her age, I would have described as cute. Very cute. She has a perfect little nose, deep brown eyes, and large breasts that pushed against the fabric of her blouse, and were just as distracting as they were enticing. Although she was nearly twenty, she still had a certain self-conscious clumsiness about her, which only added to her charm and attractiveness.

Melanie was a different. She had full, lustrous red hair that fell halfway down her back. Her pale skin was offset by cute freckles around her cheeks and nose. From the occasions that I had seen her in a swimsuit, I knew that the freckles extended down to between her ample cleavage. She had full, firm breasts that had always proven distracting, and the sight of her in a bikini was enough for me to pop a spontaneous erection.

Where the younger girl had youth and a girlish charm, my wife had the smooth, cool heat of an experienced woman who knew what she wanted, and exactly how to get it. She wasn’t quite old enough to be considered a cougar yet, but I knew that in a few short years she would fill into that mold perfectly.

Even though my mind was still racing to comprehend what I was looking at, my cock had already gotten it, and was rapidly swelling in response, bulging against the front of my pants. Melanie slid Tracey’s panties down her legs and tossed them to the side, before leaning over her daughter’s naked lower thighs. She put her hands on Tracey’s thighs, gently spreading them apart…

Penelope Wilson writes erotic stories that have a focus on the taboo: Forbidden encounters between step relations, the fevered "No" that becomes a gasping "Yes!", and walks on the wild side with women that have a little something extra...